歌手:Joni Mitchell
专辑:《The Hissing Of Summer Lawns》

作词 : Joni Mitchell
作曲 : Joni Mitchell
Out of the fire like catholic saints

Comes scarlett and her deep complaint

Mimicking tenderness she sees
In sentimental movies

A celluloid rider comes to town

Cinematic lovers sway
Plantations and sweeping ballroom gowns

Take her breath away

Out in the wind in crinolines
Chasing the ghosts of gable and flynn
Through stand in boys and extra players

Magnolias hopeful in her auburn hair
She comes from a school of southern charm

She likes to have things her way

Any man in the world holding out his arm

Would soon be made to pay

Friends have told her not so proud

Neighbors trying to sleep and yelling not so loud

Lovers in anger block of ice

Harder and harder just to be nice

Given in the night to dark dreams
From the dark things she feels
She covers her eyes in the X rated scenes
Running from the reels
Beauty and madness to be praised
'Cause it is not easy to be brave

To walk around in so much need
To carry the weight of all that greed

Dressed in stolen clothes she stands
Cast iron and frail
With her impossibly gentle hands

And her blood red fingernails
Out of the fire and still smoldering
She says a
Woman must have everything

Shades of scarlett conquering
She says

A woman must have everything